Reincarnated as a Dragon – The path of the Dragon God

Yula threw her head back as she felt Henry’s massive cock tear right through her maidenhood and straight to the entrance of her womb. Every muscle in her body tightened up. The pain she felt was unprecedented and she couldn’t help but cry out sharply in response to the pain. She gripped the sheets tightly and gritted her teeth to endure the agony coursing through her flesh and nerves.

It hurt so much. Yula knew the first time would hurt but she didn’t think it would hurt this much. Granted, her partner’s cock was larger than average, larger than the ones she had seen on the internet and among male pornstars. If she had to guess, his cock was around a foot long with a girth of around two inches. Simply put, it was colossal and looked too out of place on the body of a human. It was almost like an arm dangling on his crotch.

And she, a virgin, was taking such a cock all the way to the depth of her untouched womanly cavern. It reached her deepest parts in just one stroke and thrust. She couldn’t believe it. She couldn’t believe she was still alive after taking in this man’s cock, a man that she had met just this noon. She even blacked out for a few seconds before the thrusting and stroking woke her back up.

Her circumstances were simply unbelievable. She was questioning reality as her partner went in and out of her. The pain was what made her accept the reality she was in. She didn’t even let her boyfriend of two years touch her but she opened her legs and surrendered her virginity to someone she just met.

Maybe I am a slut… A slut hiding in a closet.

Henry’s cock was so large. It should have destroyed a virgin like her that had not put anything larger than two of her fingers into her cunt before. But here she was, accepting the full size of her partner’s massive cock like her cunt was accustomed to the whole notion of sex.

The walls of her cunt were pulled and pushed along with the movements of her partner’s cock. She moaned and groaned with every stroke. Her gripping fists were turning white from how hard she was clenching. Eventually, she let go after the numbness took over but the feeling around her crotch remained. Her deflowering hurt beyond her imagination despite her drenched snatch but only at the beginning.

The pain of the loss of her virginity lasted only at the start. Gradually, pleasure began to flow into her womanhood. There was still some pain but the piling pleasure was slowly overshadowing it. Soon enough, she was moaning and panting out of pleasure with every thrust. She had heard it was normal for women not to experience orgasms in their first few experiences but she knew she wasn’t part of the normalcy. She could feel her climax approaching just moments after her pussy got used to her partner’s size.

I’m cumming? I’m really cumming?

Yula was in awe over the pleasure she was feeling after the pain had mostly subsided. There was still a small ache but it was the good kind. The small ache served only to enhance the pleasure she was feeling. Her moans turned into blatant cries of ecstasy. She thought it all to be a dream but it wasn’t.

Hearing her voice of rapture, Henry picked up his pace and speed. He rammed into her like there was no tomorrow. He leaned down and Yula drew him in for a kiss. Their tongues touched, fought, danced, coiled, they did everything with each other.

Yula lurched forward in the final moments before her orgasm. She wrapped her legs and arms around Henry, latching herself onto him. He also embraced her back and slowed his thrusts but increased his strength. She bucked her hips to allow Henry to plunge deeper into her. With one final firm and strong thrust, Yula’s body exploded with pleasure and ecstasy as her orgasm ripped and surged through every fibre of her body.

The drenched fleshy walls of her pussy clamped down on her partner’s cock, squeezing it as if she was trying to milk him. She shuddered uncontrollably in his arms. Her body twisted and writhed in delight as her face was warped with ecstasy. Her tongue lolled out and her eyes rolled back. She went limp after her climax subsided.

Henry laid her gently down on the bed after her hold on him loosened. He sat kneeling beside her, stroking his cock beside her face. After a few pumps with Yula’s fucked-silly face as his material, he released his seed all over her flushed face and heaving bosom. He was spurting out so much semen that he got worried about it. Yula’s face and chest were dyed in the whiteness of his seed.

“This is normal,” Nadea told him. “Even though you are in your human form, you are still a Dragon. In your Dragon form, you would unleash ten times the amount you did. Your cock is actually quite small in comparison to your—”

“Alright, shut it. I don’t need to know the rest.” Henry stopped her before she went off the rails completely. He fell back and leaned against the wall, catching the breaths he had lost from the sex and his orgasm.

What a fucking day…

He muttered in his heart as he looked at the unconscious Yula. No one would think this was their first time if they caught a glance at their current state. They looked nothing like a pair of first-timers experiencing their afterglow.

I should go. I still have a mission to do.

Henry slowly climbed off the bed and put back on his pants, making sure to not make any sound. However—

“Leaving so soon?” Yula asked. Her eyes were opened but her gaze was unfocused.

“I do have prior engagements but… if you wish, I can stay.” Henry admonished himself inwardly for giving in to his desires once again. “Would you like that?”

“...Yes,” she said meekly after a short silence.

Henry smiled melancholically and sat back down on the bed. “How long do you wish for me to stay for?”

“Until I’m satisfied” she answered.

“Alright then.”

Yula motioned to the ground. “Hand me my shirt, would you?”

Henry picked up her shirt from the ground and tossed it at her.

Yula gave the shirt a few flaps before wearing it while still lying down. She was still weak from her deflowering and it took her quite a bit of an effort to put her shirt on. She then sat up, groaning and wincing, with her back hunched over. She waved Henry away when he leaned in to help.

Henry kindly backed away without losing his smile.

“You didn’t use a condom.”

“I didn’t cum inside now, did I?”

“You could have.”

“But I didn’t.”

“...You didn’t use the lube either.”

“I didn’t need it. You were already soaking wet.”

“...Hey…”

“Yeah?”

“Are you sure you’re a virgin?” Yula asked, sitting with her chin resting on her knees.

“Unless someone raped me in my sleep without my knowledge, yes, I am a virgin as far as I’m concerned.”

She chuckled softly and dryly.

Henry said nothing but continued smiling at her.

Silence loomed over them for a while as they awkwardly glanced at one another. Their eyes met a few times but they looked away every time their gazes touched.

“...Hey.” Yula was the first to break the silence.

“Yes?”

“I’m sorry for the things I have said to you this morning. I was… I wasn’t in my right mind. That was terribly rude of me despite knowing I was also at fault for not looking where I was going.”

“Don’t mind it. I did cause your sprain. You deserve to cuss me out that much.”

“Still, I’m sorry…” Yula muttered.

Now that she was being meek and apologetic, she no longer seemed like a gloomy haughty girl to Henry. She looked just like the typical shy and innocent type of girl, a sharp contrast to how she was this morning. Henry surmised that she caught her boyfriend cheating and it spurred her into lashing out her frustration and anger at strangers. Henry knew she probably slept with him due to the desire of filling the hole in her newly broken heart.

“Was it good?” she asked.

“Hmm?”

“M-me… My body, I mean.”

“The truth?”

She nodded.

“You have mountains for breasts and hips. People drool over those. And you were a virgin. I don’t think there’s any man out there that wouldn’t find it good.”

“I don’t care about other men. I want to know your thoughts.”

“I’m no exception. I got to take the virginity of a beautiful woman like you. It was great. Best thing that I have ever felt. I want to do it again if I can.”

She buried her face into her knees before she could be seen grinning and heard giggling, though Henry already saw her grin and could hear her giggling.

Gosh, she’s adorable. How is she so adorable?

Henry’s heart thumped at that small gesture of Yula. While he felt happy, he was also terrified by this strange and strong affection he had for her. He was becoming a sucker for her and he barely knew her.

“You must be weirded out by me, right?” Yula asked.

“Why would you say that?”

“Your face. You looked confused when you looked at me.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—”

“It’s alright. I would be weirded out too. I mean… I did just drag you, a stranger, to my room and gladly open my legs and give you my virginity. Of course, it’s only natural that you would think that I have some ulterior motives. You must think I’m kind of a whore in the making.”

Henry did not know how to answer in response to that. “Okay…?”

“I do have a motive but… now that I think about it… it’s fucking stupid. I gave my virginity away for a stupid reason. You know, I was planning to video call my boyfriend— ex-boyfriend— while I was doing it with you. But it felt so passionate. It felt so fervid that I forgot all about getting back at him. And I’m glad that I did because I know I would be regretting it by now.

“So… do you regret having sex with me?”

“Eh? No, no, no. Not at all. Please don’t misunderstand. I don’t regret having sex with you,” she explained in a hurry. “It felt good. I’m glad you were my partner. It’s just… I wish I had done it for a better reason. But don’t get me wrong, you are not part of the reason. If anything, you being my partner was a blessing.” She laughed but it was clear it was directed at herself. “I’m sorry. This must be weird and boring for you. Sitting there and listening to the nonsensical ramblings of a crazy homely girl who was just a virgin minutes ago.”

“As long as you’re feeling better, I don’t mind. And I don’t think you’re homely. You are very beautiful and lovely.”

She chuckled with a frivolous scoff. “One round with me and you’re already falling in love?”

“I can’t help it. You were my first and you have a bombshell body. If you’re a whore, then I suppose I am too or maybe worse.”

She laughed again but not the self-deprecating kind this time. “God… you’re so honest. If only Greg’s like that…”

Henry felt a throb in his heart, not the pleasant kind. “Do you still love him?” he couldn’t help but ask.

“Can I be honest with you too?” Yula asked with a sheepish look.

Henry nodded.

“Yes, I still do and I wish to reconcile with him.”

Henry cast his gaze down. “I see…”

“But only a part of me thinks that way.”

Henry raised his gaze. “What about the other parts of you?”

“Fuck him, not literally. I just want to forget about him, cuz he’s a cheater that will not stop. Hell, I think he’s cheating on the girl he’s cheating on me with. As much as I still love him, I know he’s just going to keep cheating on me even if we reconcile.”

Henry felt reassured hearing that. “Say… how old are you?”

“I’m turning twenty-three this year.” Her answer came without any hesitation, completely unabashed.

“Twenty-three and you have a voluptuous figure and you were a virgin until just now. It’s impressive that you managed to keep your virginity. Surely you would have been approached by many men, no?”

“Plenty of people approached me but none of them was pleasant.”

Wow. That was bleak.

“My boobs are big. That’s all there is to me. That’s all people saw in me. The big titty unfashionable outcast girl. That’s all they say about me behind my back. I thought Greg was different… No, I hoped he would be different but I guess I was a fool to have such hopes for him. My doubts about his fidelity and his intentions in dating me are what kept me from sleeping with him. And throughout the course of our relationship, I kept hoping my doubts would be unfounded and be just a mere product of my insecurities…”

“Are you alright now?”

“Aside from my foot, I’m fine now. Thanks.”

Their gaze met once again but this time, they did not look away. They smiled at each other instead.

“This is so strange… I’m spouting all this personal crap to you even though I have only just met you… This is so fucking strange.”

Henry nodded. “It is very strange indeed.”

“And it feels so comforting to be by your side. I feel… safe. Why is that?”

“Because I’m charming?”

Yula chuckled. “No offence but you’re far from my ideal type.”

“Okay, that hurts.”

Yula giggled. “But it is strange. I still find you so… attractive. Is it because you’re my first and you made me cum?”

Henry chuckled awkwardly in his heart. He couldn’t exactly tell her the truth. She wouldn’t even believe him if he did.

Yula sighed with a forlorn smile. “I must still be high from my first time. Maybe that’s why I’m feeling all these… unexplainable emotions.”

Henry couldn’t say anything. He knew she was feeling this way due to her being his mate.

“Anyway, I feel a lot better now. Thanks, Henry.”

“It was a pleasure.”

Yula extended her arm with an open palm. “Your phone, please.”

“I don’t have one.”

“You don’t?” she exclaimed.

“Used to have one but… long story short, I don’t have the need to use one.”

“Not even for work, family, or friends?”

“My work doesn’t require me to have a phone and I don’t have family or friends.”

“Same here…” she said with a trailing voice. “Wow. We have the same kind of sob story. What are the odds?”

“What happened to your family?”

“My parents died in a car accident when I was a toddler. My widowed aunt took me in and she died a few years ago. Now… I’m all alone…. Oh, god. What am I saying? I was just asking for your number and I ended up recounting my past. I’m truly stupid.” She clambered off her bed and limped over to her study desk.

Henry watched as she fumbled around the drawers, rummaging through them one after another.

“Ah, found it,” she said and pulled out a seemingly old phone from one of the drawers. Along with the charger, she handed them over to Henry. “You can use this.”

“Are you sure?”

“It was my aunt’s… I kept it for… well, stupid reasons. But it’s yours now. My number is already inside and don’t worry, she doesn’t have any personal information inside her phone aside from her old address.”

“I see. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Henry rose from the bed, getting ready to leave.

“Hey…” Yula called out softly.

“Yeah?” He turned around.

“Call me, alright?”

He smiled. “I will.”